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Midday At The Oasis

For the last few days I’ve been hanging out with Fran. We’ve been friends for many years. For the last year she’s been living in Sri Lanka, but she’s back in the UK now and is providing me with … read more

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The University Of The Castle

It’s half term this week. When I worked at Oasis, a busy children’s play organisation in Stockwell, the school holidays were always our busiest period. Now that Leftwing Idiot and I work full time for Touretteshero, the pattern’s … read more

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Not I and Me

Years ago, long before Touretteshero and way before getting on stage had even crossed my mind, Leftwing Idiot introduced me to a short play called Not I by Samuel Beckett. I’d never read any of Beckett’s work before, or … read more

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If Your Body Were A Landscape What Would It Be?

It’s late, I’m in bed, and my body’s been exceptionally wriggly for more than nine hours. I’m exhausted and need to sleep, but despite several rounds of emergency medication I’m still just as wriggly.

But I’ve just seen a tweet … read more

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Solidarity For Everyone - Even Lamp-Posts

It’s 6am, early morning light is creeping in under my pale blue blind, and through the gap I get a glimpse of the garden outside.

I know the lamp-post’s out there too, but it went off about an hour ago … read more

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Buzz Cut

Tics can add an extra element of danger to anything, even getting a haircut. For years I’ve had the same hairdresser, Ravi. She’s patient and fearless and knows exactly what to do with curly hair.

A few weeks ago Ravi … read more

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Exhibit Biscuit

It’s the second day of our three-day take over of Tate Modern’s Tate Exchange space and we’ve transformed the fifth floor of the new building into Biscuit Land, with loads of different interactive areas and activities. Once a day we’re … read more

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From The Heart of Biscuit Land

When I was about seven I was taken on a school trip to the Tate Gallery in London. I have a clear memory of being led up a spiral staircase and sitting with my classmates on the floor of large, … read more

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A Riddle Fit For A Time Lord

Several times a day my tics intensify and I completely lose control of my body and speech. I call these episodes ‘ticcing fits’ because they look seizure-like and need similar management.

Whenever they happen my support worker makes … read more

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Dolphins on a Plane

Chopin and I are currently on a plane somewhere over Iraq. I just looked over at her and she was slowly stretching out her right hand, making lots of unusual shapes.

I watched absentmindedly for a minute or so before … read more

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